Aria saw the maid enter and picked out the dress she wanted to wear, it was the one she was most in love with, a rich cinnamon dress that seemed to compliment her skin tone very well. It took a moment for the maid to actually get her in the dress but when she did it wasn't hard to note that it was made especially for her. It fit her body perfectly and had no pesky holes in the back like all the other dresses did. Even when the maid firmly fastened her in the dress, Aria still felt comfortable and after a slight twirl felt much like a princess.
When he turned back around and saw her in the dress, she blushed, covering her face slightly. "Thank you," she giggled at his wings fluttering, obviously it was a positive sign and really she still got a bit of a kick out of the control he had over them. "Yes please, I'm starved," she nodded taking his arm once more as he led her to his room.